Felicia Barnes Novels & Stories

Felicia went on and explained to me all the things I need to understand. “So when do you want to start?.” Felicia asked me. “How about today?”. I said, unsure of what to actually say. “Now? I am surprised. With your dressing, I thought you have somewhere else to go.” Felicia explained. So now she got me thinking that I am really over dressed. Felicia herself is wearing a long boubou v-neck gown.

she said and sit on her desk. "Amber, Celestia." I was about to stand up when I saw Celestia 2.0 go in the front. I almost forgot that I'm in Hilary's body. This event. I remember this event. "Congrats Hilary! She got the highest score of ninety-nine over a hundred!" Our teacher says before giving me the paper. I look at the paper and the score. I look at Celestia 2.0 but she avoids my eye contact.

Unfortunately for her, he could see through her act immediately. "Well, thank you so much for finding the time to check on us," he replied. Felicia frowned, feeling that Felix's words were laced with hostility. She figured that Felix shouldn't have experienced much in life, so why did she feel like he saw right through her? After thinking for a moment, she continued, "I heard you're working at Banilor Clinic now? You're really making something of yourself." Felix maintained his expressionless demeanor. "Just say what you came to say, or please leave. Katie and I have managed fine by ourselves these past few years. We don't need anyone's pity."

She never imagined that she could be that wild to the point of forgetting where she was. ‘Ooh my God, I don’t know how uncle Eliphas is going to look at me from today onwards. My perfect image has crumbled right before his eyes and I have nowhere to hide.’ Maya thought. Her mind was screaming in frustration while Calista almost her head off in her mind.

Yet then, before the thunders outside the rainy sky could roar, after a moment of silence, suddenly, a single name escaped her lips, and it resounded through the tent like a thunderclap. "I would change the past by bringing someone back from the dead. It would be my former roommate and schoolmate, Scarlett Barnes," she said, her voice heavy with emotion, "She was well... an amazing friend and sister to me, at least someone I looked up and turn to in these insane chambers." Her words seemed to hang in the air, an enigmatic reminder of the power of friendship I never once felt.

Felicia said. "Trust me, I dealt with her without no mercy," She bragged, showing Felicia her tiny muscles. "Trust my girl!" Felicia laughed. "Well, someone interfered." Alicia sat up. "Her name is Sarah. She helped me to make the coffee. " What a sweet soul, " Felicia stated, letting out a grin. "I spat into the coffee the CEO said I should make for him," Alicia's voice stopped Felicia who was grinning. "Why? Phews, you are so ridiculous!" Felicia said with a disgusting look.

Felicia took a deep breath when she saw her own reflection in the mirror. The mature woman who was currently wearing a long bone-white dress with a series of beautiful beads adorning part of the neckline of the outfit looked so elegant. Her long hair was tied up, revealing a slender neck with smooth and sexy white skin. I don't know how long it had been since Felicia had dressed up like this. All this was because she was going out with Reynold and Edward. The man had made a deal for Felicia to be taken out to eat as a happy family. At least that was the image of a happy family in Edward.

“You don’t get to manipulate me with this. How can I be sure you’re being honest? This entire scheme, your involvement with Dr. Sophia—it all reeks of lies.” Felicia didn’t flinch. She simply stood her ground, her calm demeanor maddeningly unshaken. A faint smile crept across her lips, a glimpse of satisfaction at the havoc she was stirring. “If you didn’t believe me, you wouldn’t still be here listening,” she said, her voice calm, as if she had already won the game. “I know you, Thane. You’re not the type to waste time on empty words.”

Normal people living normal lives, blissfully unaware of corporate conspiracies and seven-year-old vendettas. Mia holds my hand as we walk through the entrance, her eyes wide as she takes in all the stores and people. She's usually so composed, so mature for her age, but right now she just looks like what she is— a six-year-old excited about a special day with her mom. "Can we go to the bookstore first?" she asks. "We can go wherever you want, sweetheart." Felicity meets us outside Barnes & Noble, looking more put-together than she had any right to after only an hour. She's wearing jeans and a casual blouse, her hair pulled back in a ponytail, and she's carrying two iced coffees.

"No, I do not want to be selfish, Neil. They need your help. Please just cooperate. Do not force me to stop you from doing the right thing." Felicia was being confirmed having a breast cancer. My heart was not as hard as rock not to pity her situation, not to mention that Mom was losing her posture and asking a support of me. "Do not mind Sydney's words. She is just poisoning your mind! For sure she envies Felicia that is why she is caging you."